The Rise of History’s Most Powerful Empire - Chapter 174

[Chapter 172 The Art of Death]

When he finished the last sentence, Zhong Yu didn’t have the heart to play any language game with a few people. He turned around, waved his hand, and ordered the surrounding knights to start attacking.

The generals and secret guards who got the signal from their emperor, put up the bows in their hands one after another, and lifted the arrows to wind the strings.

One after another, sharp and icy sharp arrows pointed at him, causing the six people who were receiving countless malice below to tremble in their hearts.

If it’s just some ordinary people’s bows and arrows, weak and powerless, and they can’t see the accurate head from a long distance, for these fourth-order powerhouses, they naturally have no threat.

But if they were replaced with deep inner strength, they had practiced killing skills for an unknown amount of time, and they would all treat killing as if they were eating and drinking.

Then they can’t take it lightly no matter what, not to mention that there are masters of the same level as them, and they can’t relax.

At this moment, the hundreds of archers on the cliff are no longer purely remote harassment.

Instead, the arrows of death are hiding in the dark, waiting for their own negligence to take their own lives.

“Tick, tick.”

Drop after drop of sweat fell from the foreheads of these six people and slid across their eyes, sour and unbearable.

That drop of sweat with salt is constantly stimulating them, telling them how tired their bodies are and how tense their minds are at the moment.

Yet, as unbearable as this was, their bodies remained motionless, not moving at all.

That’s because they know that at this moment, countless cold arrows around them are pointing at them, just waiting for them to reveal the slightest flaw.

With a little action, what awaits them is the swarming arrows, which may shoot them into a hornet’s nest of arrows.

The whole air froze, and the stalemate atmosphere lingered in everyone’s heart, lingering.

Finally, the six-fingered black man who had just been seriously injured and had not recovered.

I haven’t gotten a good rest yet, and after another confrontation, my body finally couldn’t bear it, and I moved a little.

This time, several flaws appeared. Zhao Yun and others, who had been staring at him for a long time, loosened the iron bow that had been bent for a long time in their hands.

“Whizzing!”

The sound of several arrows leaving the bowstring sounded, and each of the exquisitely crafted crossbow arrows flew away from the string and ran towards the six-fingered black man.

The sharp arrows cut through the air, and the rain of arrows at the tail trembled slightly, as if giving it more power.

The six-fingered black man watched helplessly as these arrows attacked him. The arrows seemed to be extremely slow in his eyes, and he could clearly see it every time he cut through the air.

Time seems to stop and slow down at this moment.

It is said that before facing the inevitable danger, the brain will run fast, the line of sight will be extremely slow, and everything seems to be slowing down.

But the body, because the mind knew all this was happening, but couldn’t keep up, could only reluctantly accept this fate, making every person with common sense eyes wide open, their eyes protruding, and they looked like they were dead.

The six-fingered black man in front of him was like this, his sight saw it, and his mind sensed the threat.

Everything was clearly reflected in his mind, forming a subtle picture.

But that exhausted body is like a broken car, it is difficult to continue to run at full power.

Although he tried hard to avoid it, his speed was not slow compared to ordinary people, but very fast. In modern society, it would be a superhuman level.

And he did everything he could to release the inner strength that was left in his body.

The black internal force around his body was smeared as black as ink, as if it were night, and it was difficult to see the scene in the black fog.

But the master of archery never only relies on his eyes to aim.

They know how to judge by sound, and target the enemy they need to deal with through changes in wind direction and various factors that are difficult to observe by ordinary people.

Not to mention, Zhao Yun and the others had clearly seen the exact location of the six-fingered black man.

I already had a clear impression in my mind, and I also had a pre-judgment for the next action of the Six Fingers Black Man.

That’s enough of them for one, smart and precise shot, and it’s time to perform the real art!

Although the six-fingered black man tried his best to avoid the incoming arrow as much as possible.

But that body, which was delayed due to pain and fatigue, was unable to escape completely.

The ruthless arrows still cut through his body and inserted into his body. The cold and sharp arrows kept cutting the tender muscles in his wounds under his movements.

What made him even more unbearable was that these arrows were not ordinary arrows, but specially made.

After it was shot into his body, the arrow shaft in the middle burst violently and split into countless thin strands.

Firmly penetrated into every muscle of his.

Every time I moved it, it seemed like there were countless fine needles piercing my body. The sour and refreshing taste, let alone enduring it, personally experienced it, even if I told others to listen to it, I felt my teeth were sore and shivered.

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uukanshu.com, the feeling that others are afraid of when they think of it, the Six Fingers Black Knight has experienced it with ease, and is extremely thoughtful.

For fear that one arrow would not be enough, the people on the cliff added a few more to him.

A full six arrows were inserted into his body, and it didn’t seem like much to the tall figure of the six-fingered black man in black robes.

But what the specific situation is, only the benevolent see benevolence, and the wise see wisdom.

Anyway, the black man with six fingers, he felt very uncomfortable at the moment, and the situation was very bad.

Pain, uncontrollable pain, the whole body does not seem to be my own, and it feels unbearable to move.

The kind of filaments and meridians that pervade his body, and there are filaments that lightly paint his bones, bringing out waves of tremors that penetrate deep into his soul.

At this moment, even he, a man who has always been known for his toughness, couldn’t bear it, and he hummed softly, but then stopped.

Because an arrow is stuck in his lung, the entire lung is controlled by countless filaments. Every breath and every sound is a kind of torture.

And the arrow, which had been coated with secret poison long before it was shot, also began to play its due role and entered its second stage at this moment.

The wound around the arrow, the tender and bright red muscle, was contaminated by the arrow and turned into a dark color, the muscle also became swollen, and yellow-white pus gradually formed around it.

And the arrows shot on the meridians are even more difficult to deal with. The blood flowing along the meridians, the arrows that flowed, carried the venom on the arrows to all parts of the body, corroding the whole body.

From the outside, the entire body of the six-fingered black man was poisoned, and the poison turned blue.

(End of this chapter)

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